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And we have reached second world there, it being Cultivation Online.

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That question stayed in everyone's mind.

But instead of just talking, players started going there themselves.

Very quickly, people from all over the world headed to the Behen Archipelago. Some used teleport scrolls, some used ships, and some used any fast method they had. They didn't want to just watch from broadcasts—they wanted to see it directly.

In a short time, the Hall of Fame became completely crowded.

Players were everywhere—standing on the ground, climbing rocks, even sitting on trees just to get a better view.

"Move a bit, I can't see!"

"So that's the Blood King's statue?"

"It looks even better in person…"

Most people stopped paying attention to the broadcasts. All eyes were on the statues.

At the center stood Alan's statue.

It looked cold and powerful, clearly made to stand out.

Around it were the nine statues of the former legends.

Players slowly began looking at them one by one.

Muller, the Sword Saint, looked like a strong and confident young warrior.

Povia, the archer, had a calm and elegant appearance.

Alex, the demon slayer, gave off a lonely and serious feeling.

Kruger and Gis had the look of craftsmen, showing their focus and experience.

Each statue felt detailed and important. Even without movement, they gave a strong presence.

"These are the legends we always heard about…"

"They actually look real…"

Some players felt pressured just standing near them. Others were just amazed.

Then someone said,

"…And Alan's statue is placed with them."

People started comparing.

They looked at Alan's statue, then at the others.

"…No," another player said.

"He's not just with them."

"He's in the center."

"I really wonder what his reward was for clearing it…"

That question kept spreading as players continued discussing Alan's achievement.

Meanwhile—

In Reidan, the capital of the Blood Moon Kingdom—

Alan stood in a large room just outside the inner chambers.

With him were the other direct descendants of Beriache were waiting with him.

Everyone was waiting.

No one was relaxed.

Even Fenrir, who was usually arrogant and calm, had a serious expression. His arms were crossed, but his eyes were fixed on the door.

Noll kept walking back and forth, clearly unable to stay still.

"They should have finished by now…" he muttered.

"They just started," Fenrir replied, though his tone showed he was also paying close attention.

Alan didn't speak.

He simply stood there, watching the closed door.

The reason was simple after all now today both Marie Rose and Latina will give birth.

Inside—

Several experienced midwives were assisting Marie Rose and Latina.

The room was prepared in advance. Clean sheets, warm water, and all necessary items were already arranged.

Marie Rose lay on one side, completely composed despite the situation. Her control over herself was clear, but her breathing was slightly heavier than usual.

Latina, on the other hand, showed more visible strain, though she endured it without making unnecessary noise.

The midwives worked efficiently.

"Steady… just like that…"

"Breathe… good…"

Time passed steadily.

Then—

The first child was delivered.

A cry filled the room.

"A prince," one of the midwives said after checking carefully.

The newborn was cleaned and wrapped properly. His features were already clear—pale skin, faint traces of inherited traits, and stable breathing.

The child was handed over briefly for inspection before being placed safely.

Not long after—

Latina's delivery reached its final stage.

Again, the midwives guided her step by step.

And soon—

Another cry echoed.

"A princess."

The second child was born.

She was smaller, but completely healthy. Her breathing was steady, and her condition was stable.

Both children were carefully cleaned, wrapped, and placed separately.

The midwives checked Marie Rose and Latina again to ensure there were no complications.

"Both mothers are stable."

"Children are healthy."

Everything proceeded without issues.

Outside—

After some time, the door finally opened.

One of the attendants stepped out and looked at Alan.

"The births are complete," she said calmly.

"A prince… and a princess. Both are healthy."

Alan nodded once to them and then said to Rabbit " Reward them" he said simply and walked inside the room.

One of the attendants stepped out and looked at Alan.

"The births are complete," she said calmly.

"A prince… and a princess. Both are healthy."

Alan nodded once, then turned slightly.

"Reward them," he said to Rabbit before walking inside the room.

Inside, the atmosphere was calm.

Marie Rose and Latina were resting, each holding a newborn in their arms.

Alan's expression softened slightly as he walked closer.

"Are you both alright?" he asked first.

Marie Rose gave a faint nod. "I'm fine."

Latina smiled lightly. "A bit tired… but fine."

Alan nodded again, satisfied.

His gaze then shifted to the children.

A boy—and a girl.

Both were small, wrapped properly, and completely calm.

At the same time, the others began entering the room.

Fenrir, Noll, and the rest of the siblings walked in one by one.

Noll was the first to speak.

"Congratulations," he said with a genuine smile.

Others followed.

"Congratulations."

"They're finally here."

"Both are healthy too."

The mood in the room became lighter.

Soon, everyone's attention moved to the babies.

They gathered closer, looking carefully.

"They're…so small," one of them said.

"And quiet unlike the noisy children are." another added.

Both children looked like dolls—clean features, pale skin, and faint traces of vampiric traits already visible.

Their eyes were still closed, but their presence was stable.

"They're half-vampires…" Fenrir said, observing them.

Alan didn't respond, but he was clearly aware.

Being born from a human and a vampire—

It was natural for them to be half-vampires.

"Name them," Marie Rose said, looking at Alan.

Latina also turned her gaze toward him.

A system window appeared in front of him.

[Name your children]

Alan nodded.

He first looked at the baby girl.

"Her name will be Selene."

[You have named your daughter Selene von Silva.]

Then he shifted his gaze to the boy.

"As for him… his name will be Marcus."

[You have named your son Marcus von Silva.]

[The bloodline of the Blood King and Great Demon of Predation has been successfully inherited.]

[Unique NPCs 'Selene von Silva' and 'Marcus von Silva' have been created.]

[Their growth will be influenced by your achievements, stats, and authority.]

Alan read the notifications calmly before they disappeared.